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If you’re anything like me, you may not have realized when your eyes lingered on a woman’s sexy body longer than any of your girl friends’ did, it meant something significant. You may not have realized when a bikini-clad woman with water dripping down full tits, a cinched waist, and a round ass made your heart race and heat rush to your pussy, it meant you were horny. You may not have realized this was desire. Why should you have? You’re a girl. You were supposed to like boys.

For me, all changed one day. I had a friend over, and we were drinking. She was beautiful. Her hair was black and sleek, down in layers around face. Sexy eyes were a dark brown behind thick, rectangular glasses. Soft skin was browned like butter, and red lipstick covered hot full lips. God, I wanted to kiss them.

“Oh my God, you’re so hot, you should totally make out with me!” she said to me and laughed, looking away.

I couldn’t believe it. This is exactly what I wanted to hear. I’d been staring at those lips for hours, imagining their soft caress across my body. I blushed and mumbled, “We can if you want.”

“What?” she asked. Deep dark eyes dazzled me as they flashed with excitement. “Don’t play with me. You can’t say words and not mean it.”

“I mean it.” My heart pounded and a jolt of electricity traveled from the pit of my stomach and nestled in my groin. I wanted escort girl. I wanted her so bad. “I mean it.”

She leaned in close to me and finally I got to feel the softness of wet lips on mine. Slowly, she kissed me, warm hands starting slow on my neck and gliding through my hair. She parted my lips with hot tongue and pulled my body onto hers so I straddled her.

Hands of sexy girl went up my shirt and into my bra. She stroked my nipples so softly they stood on end. Then she took my shirt off and took my tit into wet mouth, sucking, licking, lightly biting, sending jolts of erotic energy into my warm, wet pussy.

“Can I touch you there?” she asked breathlessly, her eyes pleading as she rubbed hand over my pussy.

“Mmmmmm.” I could barely say anything I was so hot and horny. “Yes.”

She took my pants off and parted my pussy’s lips, rubbing her fingers against my clit.

She went down on me to eat my pussy. She slowly licked around my clit and every fiber of my body pulsed with energy. She wrapped escort model’s lips around my clit and lightly sucked. Oh my God did feel good. She fingered me, pushing up on my G-spot. I couldn’t take it. My body convulsed, I wanted to scream. I gasped. “Ohhh, yes, yes, keep doing, my escort girl!” And she sucked harder and moved finger-fucked me faster and my body pulsed and tensed and I pulled my girlfriend head even deeper into my pussy until all energy released and I came all over her.

As my body relaxed and I let out a moan, she looked up at me. “You taste so good,” she said.

That’s when I knew. That’s when I realized that all this time, it was women that I wanted. No man would ever be enough. No man could eat my pussy the way a woman could.